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Sound and Sense The Soote Season The soote season, that bud and bloom forth brings, With green hath clad the hill and eke the vale; The nightingale with feathers new she sings; The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs, The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale; The adder all her slough away she slings; The swift swallow pursueth the flyes smale; The busy bee her honey now she mings , Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs soote , sweet; eke , also; turtle , turtledove; make , mate; brake , thicket; flete , float; mings , mingles or remembers(?). Slow, slow, fresh fount SLOW, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears; Yet, slower, yet; O faintly, gentle springs: List to the heavy part the music bears, Woe weeps out her division, when she sings. Droop herbs, and flowers,
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